I’m not who you think I am
A smooth operator along the Rhine
But Deutschland was so long ago
I’ve traded heartache for this sunshine
Your notions & guesses are invalid
I’m not who you’ve conjured in your head
Cannot be contained by your notions
I’m free to roam wild instead

The sun rises softly
Wherever you may roam
A silent visage of hope
Even if you never return home
A reassuring countenance
There will always be one thing for sure
Tucking a truth for personal use
I’ll always contain a love that’s pure